
Last night my dear husband snored and snored and snored. Oh my. Usually he can turn onto his stomach and miraculously stop snoring but he has been sick with a stomach virus and is uncomfortable on his stomach so he snored and snored and snored. I thought I'd lose my mind. My ear has been plugged so I didn't want to use ear plugs in case it made my ear worse but finally relented and jammed those squishy orange things into my ears, turned on the fan, made a pillow wall between the two of us and tried, tried to sleep. Only after he finally rolled over onto his stomach did I sleep. He could saw the bed into pieces tonight and I will easily sleep as I am feeling a seriously level of sleep-deprivation and it's 7:00 in the morning. It's the little things that drive you mental, isn't it?
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